Momnesia

Good Morning!

This is the scene I woke up to on Sunday morning. Water from the upstairs bathroom raining down into our bathroom. Great. Emerson shrieked, "Watehr! Ooh! I giddit!" and sprinted to the kitchen for a towel. That was very helpful of her, but one wasn't near enough. Our upstairs neighbor, a lovely young medical student named Amy, hadn't even finished moving all of her boxes and furniture in. Poor thing. The plumber finally got there at 7 p.m. and snaked the lines. That seemed to do the trick, but I did a lot of laundry on Sunday. Thank god our washing machine is repaired.